Here’s a quadrant chart, because I’m officially opening the option to let you nerds try to get yourself or your characters in their quads. Will be updated as needed.
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Here’s a quadrant chart, because I’m officially opening the option to let you nerds try to get yourself or your characters in their quads. Will be updated as needed.
Jesterkat baybeeeeee
finally finished this months and months after starting it.
CF, to CR: I CANT KEEP HIDING YOU FROM THE FUCKING DRONES EVERY TIME YOU DECIDE YOU WANT TO KILL A CLOWN!
CF: NOW WAIT ONE MOTHERFUCKING SECOND. CF: ARENT YOU SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD???? CB: WELL NOt supposed to be, CF: KANAYA WAS SUPPOSED TO CLEAN UP YOUR *CORPSE* CF: SO WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED??? CC: Nothing Happened. Karkat, Are You Alright? CB: BUt, STUFF DId happen, CF: IM FUCKING PEACHY, WHY? CC: Kurloz Must Be Messing With You Again, Darling. CF: WHY THE HELL WOULD HE BE MESSING WITH ME? CC: Travos Never Died. He Got A Little Hurt Sure, CC: But Not To The Point Where Id Be Dealing With Him. CB: BUT I DId, DIE I MEan, CC: Stop Being So Dramatic, Youre Feeding Into Kurloz's Games.
CF: LIL K WANTS ME TO TELL YOU ALL THAT OUR DEAR LITTLE FAMILY IS NOW OPEN FOR ASKS CF: I DONT KNOW WHY HE DOESNT JUST DO IT HIMSELF BUT CF: HERE I AM?
CF: DAD CAN YOU GO TO THE STORE AND GET EGGS CR: i w9uld, 6ut im 69und t9 this hive and cant get 6ey9nd the p9rch? CF: *FUCK*, SORRY DAD
(3/4)
you get up and run after roxy. you hope to go she understands something is amiss. she looks over her shoulder to spot you bolting in, and asks you if something is wrong. you wave your hands frantically, and point at your mouth; making as much sound as you can. roxy is sitting on a bench, and motions for you to join her. you try to move your hands to pull the stitches out, but all it does is make them bleed. you give up and sit next to roxy, who holds your face and gently cuts you free. you take a deep breath, then thank her for freeing you. she asks you how this happened, and you are sent into a flurried explanation, stopped only by her patting your cheek. you really appreciate her being here right now. you ask if you can avoid the main room for a bit, because the place is freaking you out. she hums. you relax a little bit and take off your stupid jester hat. why did you even put this back on? you arent sure. unbeknownst to you, nepeta is downstairs, wondering who the traitor of the next game will be. but little does anyone know, there will be no traitor. only someone acting without their own permission. you pinch a thread between your painted nails, and carefully pull on it, taking it out. you hold the stained red cord in your hand when your vision starts to go purple again. your body forces you up despite your protests, and picks up the jester hat, putting it back on. roxy heads downstairs and greets nepeta. you struggle to resist as your body carries you down the stairs. you catch a glimpse of the bathroom you fell down in, and in the mirror there are two blank purple eyes look back at you from your own body, yet they are so alien to you. your body trudges you to a room and opens the door. its covered in skeletal and clown themed stuff, with lots of sewing stuff and juggling pins strewn about. its making you uncomfortable as all hell being in here. your body honks repetitively, witch gamzee picks up on. your hands move to scratch out the words, "i will not be as gentle this time, jester" in lowercase. you honk again.